pembroke productions presents

ZenSiren Inc: The Making of a Modest Prophet

Part multimedia art event, part confessional cabaret
part market survey — and more than a seductive whiff of religious experience

…a provocative entertainment conceived as a meditation on

communion, sacrifice, death and rebirth, the cosmic dance, and so on
…not to mention money, greed, ambition, corruption, and 21st-century Sydney.

mongrel dog

My apartment, as you may have read elsewhere in this sprawling saga, is over the shops in the main commercial block of Redfern. The sounds of the street barrel up my concrete stairwell and resound in my lounge.

Tonight one moment a loud torturous monologue approached, male, clear in tone only but then like shattered crystal past my door: “Switch off all your poofter child-molesting family voices, mongrel dog.”

et voila, on recommence

This post marks the rise of some kind of new beginning. For a while there things got… unspeakable, in the truest sense of the word: they couldn’t be said. It was not, in that way, a time for words, you could say… You can say it now, and I do, because the darkness has receded somewhat and the sky stopped cracking open over and over.

/whew)

This post is also the first in a new category: The Making of a Modest Prophet (please pronounce ‘profit’, then snort) – the name of the next big show. I am highly pleased with this bit of smartarsery and with shopping it to the Performance Space and the Australia Council. Since it is to be an unprecedentedly deep interaction between writer/singer/performer, programmer/musicians, animators, video artists, fine artists, photographers and others, and since I am applying to specialists in hybrid practice for space to develop it, and since, after all, I have been promising myself I will blog, I will blog, I will blog soon

I step to the computer and slap up a new category. This is the making of the making of.